This one’s been annoying me for some time. Hold your nose and go to the BBC website. As you click through sanctimonious critiques of the “far” (or any) “right” and celebrations of London’s diversity, sooner or later, this image –

Some Daft Tart.

will pop up.

It is attached to an instruction to “sign in or register,” for what, I have no intention of finding out, with the small print option “maybe later”.

1. A black woman obviously high on nose candy. wearing fluorescent pink and shouting something in what is certainly barbaric patois, (though whether this was acquired in Tower Hamlets or via a modern English degree at Oxford is anyone’s guess) – this bint is NOT representative of me, my country, or my culture. Her image is ONLY designed to appeal to illiterate Nigerians. She is wholly irrelevant to and unwanted by what is still 80% of the population. She is as much a slap in the face as a stab in the back for the 5 remaining ancestral Brits who may still believe that the BBC is in any way impartial. She is a cunt, among the uncounted multitude of BBC cunts.

2. Turning to “maybe later”; this implies that I might wish at some future date to subscribe to whatever naked propaganda the BBC wants to fire in my direction, and that I would like to be thought too polite to tell them to fuck off and die. I don’t, and I’m not. Cunts.

Nominated by : Komodo

Yes, yes, Turkey, Syria, Iraq, and Iran all stole a piece of your country. So fucking what?.Is that a good enough reason to illegally come here to work the system?

You’ve all seen these bearded Persian smellies in town – a shitty crossbreed of Borat and Peter Sutcliffe. They own the “barber” shops, the ones that are always empty, but have their workers’ Mercedes lined up outside. They don’t even disguise the lack of tax they pay. On the contrary, they have a peremptory fuck you attitude about it..

Here’s the latest Kurd turd:

Sky news

Apparently these Kurd cunts run the boats and people-trafficking industry across the Channel. If you “smash the gangs” as fuckwit Starmer thinks he can, there are tens of thousands more waiting to replace them.

We sure are lucky to have these new goat-eating British people here, gibbering and shouting into their mobiles like they’re clearing last night’s phlegm from their mutton-stinking throats.

Nominated by Captain Magnanimous.

A stereotypical cunting for a stereotypical crime, Ladies, Cunts and all in between, May I present to you…

Ms Vera Liddell, A stock relocation specialist over in the states
Old and perhaps wise enough to know that a sustained campaign of misappropriating 11000 cases of CHICKEN WINGS from a school was likely to end in chicken gravy tears.

Does anybody even eat chicken wings? I thought they were a waste product that pet food was made from.

Oh well Ms Vera, unlikely you’ll starve in prison going by the looks of you.

Newsweek. (Link provided by Komodo)

Nominated by : Cunt of Peeblesshire

The Hee Bee Gee Bees

Last night I was amusing myself by watching some old stuff from ‘Top of the Pops’, when on they came. The Gibb boys, aka The Bee Gees.

It was an unwanted reminder of latterly how much I came to dislike and be irritated by these guys. I say ‘latterly’ because early in their career, they did some decent stuff like ‘New York Mining Disaster’ and ‘Massachusetts’.

But then they must have met with some form of weird collective accident, and they started singing as though they’d each got their privates trapped in a mangle. That horrible falsetto sound was, for me, like nails down a blackboard. It was so affected. As if that wasn’t bad enough, they added that tremulous, breathy ‘ha ha ha ha’ effect, which just made them insufferable;

YouTube Link One

Okay, I know that they were hugely popular, and shifted records by the cartload. Yer pays yer money… It’s just to me, they sounded like a collection of neutered tom cats. Need any more proof? Take it away lads;

YouTube Link Two

Pile of old pony.

Nominated by: Ron Knee

We’ve all come across them, people who will never win medals for tact or diplomacy, who are so determined to be disagreeable it’s as though they’re intentionally inviting physical violence. I was never a bovver boy, I avoided confrontations, there was only one individual who made me lash out, and that was with the flat of my hand, not with my fist.

I was about fifteen and the boys in my area used to meet at the local football pitch which had goal posts. We’d have a game then hang around and talk before going home. Some boys would show up but didn’t take part, they’d just stand on the sideline and watch. One of these was a real miserable twat, he never laughed, never smiled, I didn’t know his name or where he lived but it was obvious he had an enormous chip on his shoulder. The only time he opened his mouth was to call somebody, it wasn’t banter, he was deadly serious. He wasn’t big or tough and he looked no different to anyone else, but he had an attitude problem second to none.

One day we’d had a game, we were all stood talking afterwards and he decided to start on me. He had the usual scornful expression on his face, I don’t remember what he was saying but it wasn’t flattering. I’d already decided what I’d do if this happened. I took two steps toward him and slapped him as hard as I could on his chest. He tottered backwards and fell over on his arse. His face was a picture, he looked totally amazed. No-one said anything, they probably thought ‘asked for and got’.

He didn’t show up for two or three weeks after, then one day there he was again. We were all stood talking as usual , he was looking at me with that expression and I could see he was just itching to say something. I looked back at him and he decided to keep quiet. If he’d opened his mouth to me again I’d have thumped him in the guts, but he thought better of it.

That was the last time I ever saw him, but I’ve wondered a few times what happened to him. I’d be quite surprised if he were still alive. No-one goes through life unscathed with an attitude like his. I’ve wondered what happened when he started going into places where men drank beer. He wouldn’t have been able to restrain himself, the urge to verbally offend someone was ingrained in him, it was too powerful for him to resist. It would only have been a matter of time before he ended up on the tap room floor.

https://explorable.com/e/recognizing-low-self-esteem

Nominated by : Allan